So, here I am again. I have been in this deep winter funk, and I noticed from a lot of blogs that I follow that I am not the only one.

Well, two weeks ago, the sun started to shine again and I didn’t freeze the moment I stepped out the door! Life became glorious and I was ready to run again and welcome spring.

My allergies did not agree.

She has similar glasses to me. But this is how I feel.

I came down with a nasty cold/nasty allergy attack. Two days of severe throat hurt followed by at least a week’s worth of blowing my nose continuously. Well, I am still sick, blowing my nose, nursing a headache and continuing to show up for work (because my boss sprang a project on me the day I started to become ill.)

The weekend came, my project was amazingly complete and I couldn’t wait to rest and relax. To cook on Monday and to blog about it. To maybe get some new eyeglasses after my eye appointment.

Well, I woke up Tuesday and my stomach was grumbling. IBS, don’t hate me now! Well, it definitely did. And all I have eaten today was a few carbs.

What happened to my plans of detox, lots of good foods and starting my training again so I could maybe not die at my next 5K? Plans foiled again by my intestines.

And I can never explain it. It could have been the vegan noodle soup I made, despite being a help for sick people (so the blog told me.) It could have been the Oreos. Or my trusty ginger ale. Could be a number of other issues I deal with in my life, but see, my stomach never tells me. It just rebels.